"Dong! Dong! Dong..."
With the restart of his heart and the establishment of his cognition, the "established fact" that his bones were crushed was overwritten by him. He got up from the ground unharmed and began to quickly look for Old Mo's figure.
"I am in the Gallery! I am with Old Mo! I am in the Gallery, Old Mo is by my side!"
"I am in the Gallery! I am in the Gallery..."
He remembered Old Mo's instructions, did not use his Identity Anchor to locate himself, and only used the most basic way of anchoring - using Old Mo's location to anchor himself.
This was an extremely irrational way of anchoring, because the farther one departs from the real Layers, the more difficult it is to anchor back, and the more conditions are needed. Relying solely on "Gallery" and "Old Mo" is simply unrealistic.
But what if Old Mo himself was guiding him?
Bidirectional anchoring, as indestructible as iron chains.
Lin Yi soon saw Old Mo's figure in the Grey Mist not far ahead.
